Louise pulled out of her “flu-like symptoms” well enough to start complaining about hunger. Well, after CL’s theraputic soup noodle at lunch. She demanded fish and chips, so we got the bus (did I mention I messed up the tubes to Borough Market yesterday?) to Baker Street and strolled past Marylebone to the Seashell for some great fish and chips[13]. Amusingly, my friend CL who is unafraid of stinky tofu was defeated by the mushy peas. Wuss. We also got to witness another great British institution which wasn’t on the list: a fight![14] OK, it was handbags but still. A short fat old guy took on a 6′ fit bloke and unsurprisingly got lightly chopped to the ground in one punch and that was that.
So, a day I thought would be a rest day, took in two more London things. Now, what for tomorrow…?
me loves fish and chips…!!!!
and cheese.
and the beautiful supermarket.
and the beautiful streets.
and the beautiful other markets.
and many things.
but not the rain in London \_/